Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Chile and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing CMW to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Godley & Creme,
Kerrie Biddell,
Negative Approach,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Matthew Bourne,
Shuggie Otis,
Echospace,
DJ Style,
The Zeros,
Isaac Hayes,
Scan 7,
Iggy Pop,
Ornette Coleman,
The Doors,
Joy Division,
D'Angelo,
Duran Duran,
The Gun Club,
Newcleus,
the Normal,
Cameo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Massinfluence,
Arthur Verocai,
The Fortunes,
Blake Baxter,
A Certain Ratio,
Dennis Brown,
Anthony Braxton,
Minnie Riperton,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Raincoats,
the Fania All-Stars,
James White and The Blacks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Khruangbin,
Kevin Saunderson,
10cc,
Malaria!,
The Smiths,
Joey Negro,
T. Rex,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultimate Spinach,
In Retrospect,
Jerry's Kids,
Bobby Byrd,
Livin' Joy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
8 Eyed Spy,
Reuben Wilson,
Ten City,
Derrick Morgan,
Underground Resistance,
Maurizio,
Amon Düül,
The Neon Judgement,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
This Heat,
Brothers Johnson,
New Age Steppers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.